Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Just as Nyla was about to get up, Damon's hands gently pressed down on her shoulders.

"Don't move. Wait here," Damon instructed.

Meeting his firm gaze, Nyla bit her lip and instinctively nodded.

Damon patted her head with a smile. "Good girl."

Nyla was left speechless.

Damon worked quickly, and soon the kitchen was filled with the aroma of food.

Nyla couldn't help but swallow as she headed to the kitchen. She hadn't eaten dinner and was now quite hungry.

Just as she reached the kitchen door, Damon emerged, carrying a plate of sandwiches.

"Why did you come over?" he asked.

Nyla was captivated by the sandwiches in his hand. It was a simple creation-vegetables and eggs topped with melted cheese. The green vegetables and crispy-edged fried eggs looked especially appetizing under the light.

Noticing that all her attention was on the sandwiches and she had completely ignored him, Damon couldn't help but smile. "Go get your cutlery."

At his words, Nyla quickly went into the kitchen, grabbed her cutlery, and returned to the table.

you, Uncle Damon," she

correct her habitual way of

as she took a bite, her eyes involuntarily

"So delicious!" she exclaimed.

one's going to take it from you. Don't burn yourself,"

no sign of

As she put down her cutlery, she still felt a bit

had expected something unappetizing, but his cooking was surprisingly good. She could easily

to make simple things

respond, Damon's phone vibrated

frowned slightly as he spoke coldly. "I'll be there

at the company. I need to step

your back..." Nyla

be careful,"

Damon hurried out, Nyla bit her lip, a trace of

in the kitchen, then returned to her bedroom. Just as she was about

the idea of going abroad. Let me know when things are ready, and

stared at the screen,

to go abroad likely stemmed from a fear of

After all, Nyla was only her stepdaughter, and Wren wouldn't want

Nyla replied with a simple "Okay" and then deleted